Faces Poem by Brian Taylor

Faces



FACES are petals falling
(bird-song-bird) ,
tongue shapes are
spaces to be heard.
Behind lip and fall
nothing at all.
Only this petal or that
to choose
to lose
to stare at.

Faces
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
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